Fellow Daoist! That scoundrel has written a new book again.

Chapter 209

With the arrival of the Lord of Xuan City, the path leading to the outside world from this small grotto-heaven seemed to be closed again. Heaven and earth were connected as one, and as the black energy spread, it was like a drop of ink falling into clear water, quickly spreading in all directions.

The small grotto seemed to tremble and submit to the overwhelming power.

The scene before me was slightly blurry and shaky, but in the next instant, it became clear and distinct again.

Inside the grotto—the light emanating from the old scholar dimmed once more. He lowered his head, looking at the unaffected characters on the Xuan paper, and seemed to slightly raise the corners of his mouth.

Lord Xuancheng sensed the resistance emanating from this small grotto-heaven, and his expression grew even more gloomy.

He was destined to be the master of Liquan.

Only those who have no family ties and whose bloodline has been severed are qualified to become the master of the Liquan Realm. As long as one severs all blood ties, one can rely on the power of the Liquan Realm to elevate one's cultivation to a higher level.

however--

The Lord of Xuancheng's indifferent gaze fell upon the woman before him, and within that icy gaze, there seemed to be a hint of reproach and compassion.

Because she was afraid of death and unwilling to return her life to her parents, he was unable to fully control the Liquan Realm and could not bestow more blessings upon the citizens of Ganxiao City!

This unfilial and unrighteous daughter, because of her insignificant weakness, hindered her own progress in saving the common people.

His crime deserves to be punished!

Before this, he had never fully refined the Liquan Realm and could not leave for too long, which is why he allowed this rebellious woman to roam freely.

Unexpectedly... she actually dared to step into Ganxiao City on her own initiative.

A surge of exhilaration welled up in the heart of the Lord of Xuancheng, as if his chronic illness was about to be cured, like a thorn in his eye, a stumbling block that should not have been in his way, which now finally had the opportunity to be removed and moved away.

He had a premonition.

It seems that all the chaos will be put back in its proper place today.

He will sever all ties with his family and become the true master of the Liquan Realm. He will use this opportunity to break through his cultivation realm and become a top-tier combatant in the cultivation world, no longer needing to cower in Ganxiao City.

Another millennium has passed in the cultivation world.

Humanity is once again entering a period of great fortune, with countless talents emerging in an explosive manner. Now that we've caught up with this era, how can we miss it?

What needs to be done in another day, let's do it today.

Ye Xiaozhou shared the same thought.

She certainly felt that indifferent, hypocritical gaze.

This is true now, and it was true in the past.

It's a pity that I was too young and ignorant, mistaking the snake's eyes for the Buddha's eyes, and wrongly believing in his compassionate heart and my father's care.

Her mother was valiant and spirited, but eventually withered away on her sickbed; her eldest sister was kind and gentle, and before she died she still believed that a heart could bring health to her loved ones; her second brother, under the tutelage of hypocrites, became a true gentleman, but he too could not escape death.

No one expected that this was a vicious scheme by a "loving father" to lure his children to their deaths.

He is a righteous man, so how can he bear the infamy of killing his wife and burying his daughter?

Ye Xiaozhou was not at home when the incident occurred.

Some of the loyal followers saw through the deception. Because they had received kindness from his mother, they couldn't bear to see him suffer, so they found Ye Xiaozhou, who was traveling around, and told him the truth.

That person... always disguised himself very well.

Young Ye Xiaozhou simply didn't believe it.

She insisted on going home to seek the truth. She saw her mother lying on her sickbed, silently weeping; she saw two new graves on the hill; and she saw him, his hair white as frost, sighing silently.

He said that only one ingredient was missing.

Ye Xiaozhou hesitated.

She returned to her room and saw the wooden sword in the corner. She remembered how he had once held her above his head and wished her "peace and good fortune," and how she had fought him with the wooden sword while he had feigned defeat...

With a mother, an older sister, and a second brother like that, she wasn't a bad child. If sacrificing her own life could bring about her mother's recovery, it would be a worthwhile trade.

And how could a "father" who would always pull out maltose coated in sugar from his pocket if he said he would buy him candy, lie?

Recalling the past, Ye Xiaozhou always felt a sense of irony.

Perhaps it's because my eldest sister and second brother are more like our mother, always easily trusting others; while I am "lucky" to be more like him.

Therefore, they also learned the suspicion, indifference, cunning, and selfishness inherent in their blood.

No matter how flawless the lie, even with her elder sister and two brothers dead and only her own life remaining, Ye Xiaozhou still couldn't bring herself to commit suicide without hesitation.

Her mother was unable to speak, her eldest sister and two brothers had passed away, and no one was there to persuade her to do good anymore.

Even without any evidence, even without any motive, even if his disguise has always been flawless, even if the bonds of family linger in his heart.

Ye Xiaozhou still cast a suspicious glance at him.

She was surprised by her own selfishness and indifference.

She pulled out a copper coin; it was Ye Xiaozhou's first time having her fortune told. She closed her eyes devoutly, in the silent, cold night, amidst a tapestry of warmth and intrigue—

A copper coin slipped through the intricate web of fate and was tossed high into the air in the dappled moonlight.

If it is right, it will thrive; if it is wrong, it will perish.

When people are lost in the fog, with nowhere to turn and feeling confused, they always place their hopes on fate.

And at the moment the copper coin was tossed into the air.

In another room, the once bright and resilient woman, her eyes seemingly filled with moonlight, used up all the strength she had painstakingly accumulated to commit suicide.

The copper coin rose to its highest level.

It tumbled, danced in the moonlight, and fell.

Ye Xiaozhou suddenly opened her eyes, slammed the copper coin onto the table, and stood up.

She said, "No, I don't believe it!"

Since it's my fate, why should it be decided by this one copper coin?

Withered grass and dead bones—how can they tell good or bad fortune? Since they are inanimate objects, they should be used by me. How can they turn the tables and decide my life or death?

Ye Xiaozhou said—she didn't believe it.

And so, fate began to shift.

She walked out of the room, and the wooden sword, along with her carefree childhood, was sealed away in the passage of time.

The young girl surnamed Xuan never looked back, and Ye Xiaozhou became a part of the martial arts world.

Under the moonlight, the copper coin was face down.

Was she an exile of fate? No, it was that she didn't look back; she actively exiled fate and left the room.

Lord Xuan seemed to recall the past as well, and he put on that hypocritical face, saying:

“You’ve grown up and now you’re wielding a knife against me. Don’t expect your father to pretend to be defeated and indulge you this time.”

Ye Xiaozhou smiled.

She looked at the person in front of her. The candy from her childhood now seemed like shards of glass in her memory. After swallowing it, a subtle pain nourished her hatred. When the joy of her childhood faded, only indifference remained.

To be fair, he was indeed a genius in the field of road construction.

Otherwise, he would have been a dead soul under her blade long ago, how could he have survived until now?

Ye Xiaozhou tossed a copper coin into the air and divined his fate.

Those who act uprightly will perish, and those who act contrary to it will also perish.

Today is the day to settle things!